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A vampire has a number of handy skills - he can walk through walls, shrug off bullets, and hypnotize mortals. But one thing this particular vampire cannot do is trace his mother - until now. His trail leads him to a year-old gigolo with a taste for blood, who claims not to know where she is - but who would trust a vampire? Being a vampire isn't as glamorous as it sounds Jack Fleming, Anerican journalist, was bitten by the wrong girl - and Jack joined the living dead.

Eccentric detective Charles Escott helps Jack solve any strange cases that happen along Even the dead have to work for a living.

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This time, a priceless heirloom bracelet's been stolen from the wealthy Sebastian Pierce. And guess who's been hired to find it? I'll give you a hint: Me. Pierce has plenty of hard cash, a soft heart - and a hot-blooded daughter named Marian. Marian has big eyes for yours truly - and a very jealous boyfriend. And me?

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I have a night job I can really sink my teeth into. As a journalist in Capone-controlled Chicago, Jack Fleming is used to the sight of blood. But when he becomes a vampire, his addictive thirst for it puts him between the cops and the mob in a pulsating fight for his life. Take a bite out of the newest Vampire Files!

A delicious new novel of the The Vampire files - in which our undead detective finds himself caught in the middle of a Chicago gangland war! As he struggles to fight the gangsters at large, he is also trying to sustain an ordinary life. At least, as ordinary as it can get when you're a vampire Death hasn't ended Jack Fleming's problems. His girlfriend, Bobbi, has caught the attention of a famous radio star, who promises to open doors for the lovely singer - including the one to his bedroom. But did I listen?

Jack Fleming was an investigative journalist in Prohibition-era Chicago until he got shot by an unknown assassin, bitten by his vampire girlfriend, and then became one of the undead. Now, this nice-guy nosferatu has a bunch of crazy vampire hunters on his trail, armed with crosses, silver bullets, and sharp wooden stakes. He doesn't know how they found out about him or why they are "out for his blood," but it's not a problem for this street-wise gumshoe, until someone starts shooting.

A vampire has a number of handy skills - he can walk through walls, shrug off bullets, and hypnotize mortals. But one thing this particular vampire cannot do is trace his mother - until now. His trail leads him to a year-old gigolo with a taste for blood, who claims not to know where she is - but who would trust a vampire? Being a vampire isn't as glamorous as it sounds Jack Fleming, Anerican journalist, was bitten by the wrong girl - and Jack joined the living dead.

Eccentric detective Charles Escott helps Jack solve any strange cases that happen along Even the dead have to work for a living. This time, a priceless heirloom bracelet's been stolen from the wealthy Sebastian Pierce. And guess who's been hired to find it? I'll give you a hint: Me. Pierce has plenty of hard cash, a soft heart - and a hot-blooded daughter named Marian.

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Marian has big eyes for yours truly - and a very jealous boyfriend. And me?

I have a night job I can really sink my teeth into. As a journalist in Capone-controlled Chicago, Jack Fleming is used to the sight of blood. But when he becomes a vampire, his addictive thirst for it puts him between the cops and the mob in a pulsating fight for his life. We slowed somewhat. I took another look out the back. Lots of snowy acreage, twin furrows of tire tracks leading back the way we'd come and Someone following?

Maybe it was Hoyle in his own car, taking it easy to keep from breaking an axle. I'd break his head given the chance. A shift in the gears and the truck's voice. Slowing even more, then finally coasting to a stop. We were in an open yard by a low metal barn. A single electric light burned bluely against the dark.

It was on a tall, lonely pole under a shade shaped like a Chinese hat.

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The cone of light from the oversized bulb covered a wide area before the barn. A car was already there, and four men emerged from it. One of them opened the trunk and handed out The truck doors in front slammed shut almost in unison, and Ruzzo joined their friends getting something swingable. They must have thought I was still alive, then, or they'd have been hauling me out instead. I'd heard about this kind of send-off. Find a deserted spot for some batting practice on some poor son of a bitch, then either leave what's left in the cornfield for Farmer Jones to find come harvest, or make a shallow grave in the stalks.

It was too late in the season for that; harvest was long over and the ground frozen, but they might not care. Just leaving me under a drift of snow would be enough until spring. Scavenging animals would do what they were best at and Shut the hell up, it's not going to happen. The star-filled gray sky layered the surrounding landscape in a silvery sheen, turning it to day for me. In that soft dream-glow the electric light sparked brighter than a diamond. So, just how would I take out half a dozen guys armed with something that could actually stop me?

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One at a time? Sounded good. A car horn blared in the distance.

The six men all looked back the way we'd come, their attention on the approaching headlights I'd seen. Just how big a party was this? Well, since they were distracted I vanished and slipped out under the door. A smooth, invisible tearing over open ground to the count of five, then I slowed to wash gently against the very solid side of the tin barn. Jeez, this was perfect. I glided on, keeping the flat surface of the barn's wall on my left, reaching an opening, and going in.

An instant later I was solid again, standing upright in brisk freezing air I barely felt. I was in time to take in the show. Hoyle, Ruzzo, and four other guys I knew by sight were less than twenty feet away. The start of a nice little gang. The second car was Gordy's Cadillac. It braked majestically; the motor cut.